Create Your Own Titan Shifter Novels & Stories

The huge man towered over the pack doctor, reinforcing the very clear differences in shifter factions, and although his voice was low as he spoke to the other man, Adrastus's message was loud and clear. "Titan is a part of my horde, and one of my closest friends, if I let you do this and she dies, I won't stop at just killing you, I'll keep going, hunting every generation that carries your blood in their veins until your whole lineage lies dead in the Earth. And then I will move on to anyone who dares to speak your name until the only thing left to tie you to this Earth will be your rotting corpse as I scatter body parts throughout the world, making sure no one has any place to remember the

Tyee I let Dakota take over the shift, and he immediately stretched his stretched his paws. “It’s about time you let me shift.” Dakota smirked. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Alright old man, let’s get going, eh?” Dakota snickered as he got down on his belly for Jennie to climb on. Jennie carefully ran her fingers down our back. “I almost forgot how big you are” She whispered. Dakota nodded his head at Jennie for her to climb on. I felt her fingers grab on to Dakota’s fur, and as soon as she leaned forward, Dakota took off.

“I…okay. I mean…I’m not going to bother you all the time. Just being able to meet with the witches would be awesome. According to Father, they can only be removed by a sitting Alpha. With how it reacted to you, he probably meant sitting Alpha of the Silver Mountain pack. Or maybe just the current Alpha with the same blood. Who really knows. Father would be stupid enough to not actually have a fix for it.” Leaning against the counter, I watched her from the side as she used a ricer to create mashed potatoes. Her face showed that none of this bothered her. I couldn’t understand it. Shifting was apart of who we were as wolves. Our identity. What made us stand out from just regular humans. “Sinc

“She’s serious.” “Oh hell, this is fun,” Glitch grins, flopping down on his own bike and cracking open a chocolate bar like he’s watching a damn movie. “Carry on, sweetheart.” I ignore all of them and slice the knife again, this time deep across the seat. Then I stab it straight through the tire. Pop. The rubber hisses and collapses with a whimper. “That’s it! She’s my favorite now,” Titan laughs from behind the group. “Shit, I didn’t think I’d say this, but I’m rooting for her.”

I accidentally let my secret underground identity slip earlier tonight while I was threatening Amara Mensah in the lower borders. "It is really nothing that massive, Elder Jabari," I reply, offering a modest shrug of my shoulders while keeping my voice smooth. "I simply forge a few specialized titanium blades and weave ballistic wolf-shifter gear. It does not match the immense power of the Adebayo Dominion legacy."

"What if the Titan awakens?" The voice of the Harbinger was heavy. "There will be no destruction of the Earth. However, it will be revised. Everything that was known was altered. Time, power, history, and even love. My knees were weak. "Even affection?" He gave a nod. "The Titan doesn't cause destruction. It changes shape. The past and future will merge if the boy connects completely. We may shift from who we were to who we shall be. My eyes welled up with tears. "And he might leave me?"

Even now, days later, to access my powers feels like wading through mud with invisible chains weighing me down but when I do, I destroy them in an instant. “What do you want from me?” I asked, though I already feared the answer. “I want proof you’re more than raw power in a body,” Raven said. His eyes held me like steel. “I want to see the strong warrior I trained, the monster and also you in control of it.” A heavy gate opens at the far side of the arena. My stomach knotted. Titan stepped through. He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks.

"They have heard the new harmony. And they wish to contribute their verse." She led them once more to the crystal seam. This time, they did not need to enter the dreamscape. The Titans were now awake enough to project their will into the waking world. As they stood before the mountain, a deep, grinding hum filled the air. From the face of the peak, a shard of crystal the size of a tall tree slowly extruded itself. It was not rough, but perfectly smooth, and it pulsed with a soft, internal light. It was a Titan’s baton.

I have to do whatever I can to make this come true. “If a family is what you want as a reward, then you’ve gotten one,” Titan says, giving me the power I need without knowing what he has just done.

The one that would either break him completely or finally make him whole. Lightning flashed across the open marble platform at the top. In the middle stood the Titan, nine feet of pure muscle and glowing power. His skin shone with silver light. Between his legs hung the biggest cock Torvald had ever seen. Even soft, it was thick and heavy, longer than his arm. As Torvald watched, it grew hard, rising up like a thick, veiny monster. The fat head leaked shiny drops that glowed in the dark. The Titan looked at him with burning eyes. “Little king, you dare come here?” his voice boomed like thunder. “This cock has broken stronger men than you.”